DISCLAIMER:
This is a story. None of the characters in the story exist and the events that take place are purely imaginary.
WARNING:
Do not read this story if you are in any way offended by acts of a homosexual nature.
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Always indulge in safe sex.
FINDING OUT
Hi my name is David and I am 24 years old and live in London. I grew up in the city and went to school there but was a great disappointment to my family. Unlike my sisters Miriam and Ruth who were both brilliant and successful, I was not very bright academically, preferring to play games and swim rather than study. No doubt psychologists would put this down to the death of my father when I was 11 but I just don't think I ever had the ability and that's that. My father had been a successful doctor and my mother was a therapist, one of my sisters is now a lawyer and the other an accountant. I drive a delivery lorry for a large retail store and love it! It is not very taxing and leaves me free to pursue my other interests, which needless to say now centre on sex! Recently things have begun to look up in that direction and, despite my mother's great desire to have grandchildren, I have found an ideal partner in my oldest friend.
My family lives in a fashionable part of North London and I grew up in a close family atmosphere. My father was a very orthodox and observant Jew and so was the rest of my family. I was part of all the great rituals and enjoyed them fully. Although many in the neighbourhood were Jews our immediate next door neighbours were not. I was about four years old when I first met Bob and we immediately bonded as young kids do. We were always in and out of each other's houses and playing together. Our parents also became friends and it was not unusual for us to stay over or attend events together as we got older. So from time to time Bob would come to my house for the ritual Friday meal and on a couple of occasions came for Passover and I went to his house for Christmas parties. I went to his confirmation and he came to my bar mitzvah. I also liked Bob because he was clever but I could always beat him at sports. We formed an interesting double act.
Just before my father died he had arranged for me to go to a local private day school and I was pleased to learn that Bob was going there too. I guess this was about the age when we both began to notice changes in our bodies, although I was still very inhibited about dressing and undressing with other people. In fact it was not until we were both about 13 or so that I ever saw Bob naked. We had been swimming and the place was crowded but there was one cubicle left and we both tacitly agreed to share it. We locked the door and I wrapped my towel round my waist and proceeded to dry myself as best I could. There was not much room in the cubicle but I was amazed when Bob just pulled his wet swimwear off and stood naked in front of me. As I suspected he was uncut and his foreskin more than covered the end of his quite fat cock. He saw me looking and smiled and I smiled back. I decided to throw caution to the wind and led my towel and speedos fall to the floor also. Bob knew I was circumcised because of my faith but this was the first time he had seen my dick. He smiled at me and nodded. Neither of us said anything but continued to dry ourselves and get dressed.
A few days later we were alone in Bob's house and messing around when I felt something hard pressing against me. I knew immediately what it was and it made my dick go hard too. Sex was one thing Bob and I had never discussed but I knew that today we were going to talk about it. Bob initiated the process by whispering to me,
"I've never wanked off with anyone have you?"
"No, I haven't either", I replied.
"Shall we?"
"OK"
We unzipped our jeans and each produced a hard dick from inside. Bob began to wank himself off and I followed his lead. After a second or two he said quietly,
"Can I feel your dick and you can feel mine, if you want to."
I nodded and we each took hold of the other's dick and felt round it. I was fascinated by Bob's foreskin that rolled off the head and back again but his cock felt as soft and silky as my own. Bob ran his fingers over my spongy head and then began to wank my shaft. It was the most wonderful feeling having someone else's hand on my dick and I began to masturbate Bob's cock as well. When wanking on my own I normally took a long time to cum but that day each of us was ready to fire very quickly. My cum began to shoot all over Bob's hand and a moment later his own cream was covering my fingers. After he had finished and we were cleaning ourselves up Bob said,
"Thanks, Dave, that was good. I enjoyed it."
"Yes, it was good fun wasn't it?"
Despite our apparent enjoyment, we never repeated the experiment. Bob was good looking and soon found a string of girl friends and the occasion for a repeat wank session never arose. My mother was anxious for me to find a 'nice Jewish girl' to go out with but being tall, with a very dark complexion and not very good looking as well as self conscious and not very interested, things never worked out. I remained best friends with Bob and we were always each other's best friend and confidante. The one thing I could not tell him was that I suspected that I was gay. I had not just enjoyed our wank session together I had loved it and wanted more. I was not sure how he would react if I said all this so I kept quiet.
To my mother's horror I left school at 16 and got a job in the local departmental store, working in the warehouse. Bob stayed on at school and did very well, eventually going on to University. By that time I was already leading a double life: attending youth clubs and other functions and having gay sex. I also gave up all pretence at being religious especially when I discovered that you got extra pay for working Saturdays! This also worried my mother but she was tolerant and understanding of my decision.
I started work just before my seventeenth birthday; my mother had tried and failed to get me to re-sit my exams. I enjoyed the life in the warehouse and the fun of moving the stock ready for collection. One day I was asked if I wanted to help with some deliveries. Despite a strange look from the supervisor I agreed. It was a decision that changed my life and I am glad I made it. The supervisor agreed I could do it but said grimly as he did so,
"OK Dave, you can do it, but be careful. I'm going to have to put you with Stu and remember what I said, be careful!!"
I did not understand what he meant but nodded agreement. I knew Stu by sight but I had never had any dealings with him before. He was about 20 years old, tall with fair hair. The supervisor took me over and introduced me to Stu,
"Stu, this is David. He's going to be your assistant today. Look after him and no funny tricks."
"Sure thing, boss", grinned Stu and then turning to me he said, "Come on, Dave, there's work to be done."
Delivery was fun but quite hard work. Lugging large parcels and furniture, TVs, freezers and fridges into people's homes. The morning went quickly and Stu suggested that we stop for lunch. We found a quiet spot and parked the lorry and we both opened our sandwiches. I guess by way of conversation Stu started to ask questions.
"So, Dave, you got a girlfriend?"
"No, not at the moment. Have you?"
No and never had one either. How about you?"
"Me either", I replied.
"So, Dave, looks like we are both slaves to the right wrist", said Stu giving a simulated wanking motion with his hand as he spoke.
I blushed slightly but nodded.
"How often do you wank off then, Dave? I do it at least twice a day!"
"Yeah, about twice a day is how often I do it as well", I replied wondering where this conversation might lead. I didn't have long to wait, as Dave continued,
"Funny thing, I didn't have my early morning wank today and I'm really ready for one now. Want to join me?"
I wanted to refuse but my dick was getting harder by the second and my jeans were really bulging so I simply nodded.
"Great!" said Stu, "There a nice space just behind the driver's compartment we can do it there and not be seen."
Stu climbed over his seat and I got my first close up look at his bulging jeans as he did so. As soon as he was settled I followed him. We sat opposite each other and Stu was already unzipping his jeans and sliding them off his hips as I settled down. Next came Stu's boxers and I got my first sight of his beautiful uncut cock. The head of Stu's cock was only partially covered by the skin and as he started to wank the skin went right back off the head and exposed his glans. I had by now unzipped my jeans and pulled them to my knees and then pulled my underwear down exposing my rather shorter cut cock. We each watched the other as we wanked our cocks and Stu was the first to cum.
"Oh yeah, that's better!! It feels great cumming and being watched!!" said Stu as he shot his load.
The sight of Stu's cock spraying his spunk into the air was enough to finish me off and I was soon doing likewise. Stu produced a large piece of absorbent paper tissue and wiped up the mess and then offered me some to do the same. When we were ready, we re-dressed and resumed our deliveries. As we set off, Stu grinned across at me and said,
"I like the look of that dick of yours. I don't often see cut dicks. I hope we can do it again."
I grinned back and nodded adding,
"Sure thing. I'd love to."
At the end of our shift Stu and I reported back to the supervisor who seemed pleased with our work. The supervisor looked at me hard and said,
"You enjoy it? Have a good day? No problems I hope? Would you want to do this job regularly? Happy to go out again with Stu?"
I replied firmly,
"I had a great day. I loved the work and I had no problems whatsoever. I'd love to do it regularly and eventually drive my own van but in the meantime I'll gladly ride along with Stu."
"OK", said the supervisor, "I'll see what I can do?"
Over the next few weeks I had several days of delivery with Stu and on each one his seduction of me progressed a little further. On our second day, Stu asked if I would like to wank him off and he would wank me. We sat as before facing each other but much closer together and I grasped hold of his cock and gave it the best wank I could, given my limited experience of wanking other people. Stu was much more expert and he was clever at varying the speed of his wanking hand to drive me to the point of no return and then let me lose it until I finally had to beg him to finish me off. I followed Stu's example and we were both very excited by the time we shot our creamy loads over each other's hands and legs.
I looked forward to going to work not just because of the work itself, which I enjoyed but also because of the fact that I would almost certainly have fun with Stu. I was a bit upset when I was told that I would not be working with Stu for a while but pleased to learn that this was only temporary while Stu had his holiday. Two weeks later Stu was back and we were re-united in the cab of his delivery van. As I climbed up beside me, Stu gave my prick a gentle squeeze and said,
"Miss me Dave?"
My dick gave him the answer as it swelled at his touch. So Dave said,
"OK let's get going and then we can have an early break."
We did a couple of deliveries and I tried to keep my dick under control as much as possible but I was really ready for Stu's welcome hand. After about an hour we stopped and Stu said,
"Let's get in the back."
I was first over the seats and unzipping myself as he joined me. Stu looked at me and said,
"Want to try something different today?"
I nodded and Stu reached over and started to pull down my jeans and underwear. Then, to my surprise, he leaned forward and began to lick the head of my dick. A thrill of electricity went through my body and I became aware that his wet tongue was tracing around the underside of the head of my dick and down towards my balls. I moaned and crooned with delight and then he swallowed the whole of my prick into his mouth and gently played with my balls. Instinctively I began to fuck Stu's mouth and he slightly nodded his head to show that this was what he wanted. I had never experienced the feeling like the one that I was having then and I was soon cumming. I said something and tried to pull out but Stu trapped me inside his mouth and I shot a fountain of creamy teen cum into his mouth. My prick pulsed and twitched and shot and Stu took every drop and licked it clean. I had never felt so good in all my life and Stu had just sucked me off and swallowed my cum!! I wondered if he expected me to do the same but I was not sure whether I could do such a thing. Stu sensed my nervousness and told me to kneel down and wank him off and point his dick at my face. I did as he told me and he was soon ready to cum. When his spunk shot out it went over my face and I got to taste some of it. It tasted OK and I lost my fear and knew that next time I would get to taste the full amount. This is indeed what happened a couple of days later as I got to suck Stu's big cock and eat his cum. As I took his cock into my mouth I began to wank myself off and as he shot his load into me I covered his legs with my own creamy spunk.
It was shortly after the first time I sucked Stu off that I was introduced to the idea of sixty-nining. It was simply an extension of the position we had taken when we had first wanked off in the delivery van. Instead of sitting with our hands in each other's crotch we now lay with our faces in each other's crotch. It was a bit uncomfortable lying on the van floor but the discomfort was offset by the pleasure we were each giving to and receiving from the other. After the first time we sixty-nined as often as we could, although some days when we had a lot of deliveries we hardly had time to do more than eat lunch and have a quick fumble. I was gaining more experience and more fun delivering than I ever thought possible.
A couple of months later we were driving back towards the depot at the end of a long day when Stu asked me,
"What are you doing on Saturday night?"
"Not much", I replied.
Well, I'm 21 this weekend, would you like to come to my party?"
I nodded my agreement. I was unsure what to wear and decided to go in quite decent clothes. Stu had given me directions and I found the place easily enough. I rang the bell and Stu opened the door and ushered me in. I was slightly overdressed for the occasion! In the room were four or five guys dressed very casually. They all smiled at me as I came in and I was introduced around to them. It soon became clear that the main purpose of the party was to have sex. Stu led the way by unzipping one of the other guy's trousers and taking them off. The guy's large uncut cock was clearly visible before Stu engulfed it with his warm mouth. The guy lay on his back and pulled Stu on top of him so that he could suck the birthday boy's equally hard cock. As I was watching this I felt a hand on my crotch and knew that one of the other guys in the room was feeling my prick. I began to feel his dick in return and soon we had joined Stu and his friend in enjoying each other's company. Soon the whole room was engaged in sexual activity and the noise and sounds were amazing. I could not be certain but I think I was the only circumcised guy in the room but no one seemed to bother either way. Soon the room was filled with the noise of people cumming and the tangy smell of cum filled the air. Stu's friend had been the first to shoot a load and this allowed Stu the opportunity to watch the rest of the orgy going on around him. My partner came second shooting his cum down my willing throat. Eventually everyone had spent their first load of ball juice and we all sat back naked but resting. Stu put on a video of guys fucking each other up the arse and this soon got everyone hard again. The guy to my right rolled over and indicated that he would like me to shove my prick up his arse. I had never done this before but decided that I would say nothing and picking up tips from the video I managed to penetrate him. His arse hole was easily invaded and I was soon pumping in and out of his hole. He gripped me firmly as I pumped. As I was doing this I became aware that someone was trying to push his cock up my arse. I wanted to say that I was a virgin but thought better of it. I guess he knew because he was very gentle and although it hurt at first I soon got used to it. So there I was in the middle of a fuck sandwich: I was fucking the guy in front and being fucked by the gut behind. Then I noticed that Stu was doing much the same thing and that of the two remaining guys one was sucking the guy I was fucking and the other the guy that Stu was ploughing. The sound of grunting and groaning increased as the inevitable climaxes were reached, although this time they took longer than before. I felt the dick lodged deep inside my arse begin to throb and he moaned louder and yelled that he was cumming. I tried to squeeze his cock with my muscles but the effect of his cumming was to set me off and I unloaded my own cream deep inside the guy I was fucking. This guy came into the mouth of his sucker who was also shooting his cum high into the air. A similar scene could be observed just a short distance away as the other group also reached their mutual climax.
We all lay back exhausted after that and I guess I must have slept for a while but was awakened by the feel of Stu's familiar cock brushing against my lips. I opened up immediately and began to suck the birthday boy off with as much energy as I could muster. Stu added his own encouragement,
"Oh yeah Dave suck my cock!! Suck me dry you cock sucker!! You love the taste of my dick in your mouth don't you Dave? Suck me off real good!! Make this a birthday gift to remember!!"
I looked up into Stu's eyes and smiled my response and intensified my sucking efforts. Stu face fucked me slowly and I relished the taste of his cock and the chewiness if his loose foreskin and then I began to tease the sensitive area just below the head of his dick. I knew from previous experience that this drove him wild and he was begging me to make him cum and so I relented and he unleashed a fountain of birthday boy cum into my mouth. He grinned at me and thanked me but did not offer to finish me off so I lay back and gently squeezed my own hard prick, which was covered in oily pre-cum. I later discovered that Stu had been round every guest and had either delivered a load or had a load delivered to him by way of a birthday gift. I also discovered that this party was not only his birthday party but also his farewell as he was leaving his job the following week and going abroad.
The next week was really bad, as we had to go on working together and having sex every lunchtime but knowing that it would soon end broke my heart. On the other hand the supervisor had told me that with Stu going I was in line for promotion. So that is how 5 years later I am chief supervisor of the delivery staff and get to choose who I go out on deliveries with. At present there is a dearth of talent but that doesn't matter because something happened about couple of years ago that changed my life once again.
In the year or so since Stu left I had not really had any regular partners but had not gone short of casual flings or one-night stands. On the particular evening my life suddenly changed I had got home from work tired and decided on an early night. I guess it was about half-one in the morning when I heard the doorbell. Having cursed and sworn under my breath at this rude awakening I went to the door and could have been bowled over by a feather when I saw Bob standing there. Bob stumbled in,
"I--I didn't know where else to go and when I tell you why I'm here you'll probably not want me either", Bob spluttered as he stepped inside.
"Jesus, Bob, what is the matter?" I said.
"Get me a stiff drink - large one - and you'd better get yourself one as well you're going to need it."
I did as I was asked and brought two large glasses of whisky. Bob slumped down and began to tell his story. The early part I knew already but he seemed to have forgotten that we saw each other regularly. He had done well at school, got a good degree and got a good job in the City but now he would be ruined. All except the last bit I knew and my mind speculated on whether he had lost countless millions on the stock exchange or in currency speculation. But this was not the case. His parents had been on holiday and he had taken advantage of their absence to invite some friends round. Unfortunately Bob's father had been taken ill and they had decided to return home. They arrived to find Bob cavorting naked around the house and being chased by a teenage boy of barely sixteen. Bob's parents had had a fit, thrown the boy and Bob out of the house. The boy had vanished and Bob could think of nowhere to go but my flat.
"Now you know, your best mate is a queer and a paedophile", Bob moaned at the end of his story.
I moved closer to him and put my arm around him.
"It's OK Bob. It could have happened to me as well - well maybe not the young teenager bit - but I could have been caught like you were."
Bob looked up at me blankly slowly what I said began to register so I went on,
"Yes, Bob, I'm gay too and do you know what I've always wanted to have sex with you. Remember that first wank we had together. I longed to do more with you but I thought you were against it and never wanted to experiment again."
"Against it, Dave! I loved it but I felt guilty and was sure that you'd hate me if I suggested we try it again or go even further."
I was right beside Bob now and had my arm around him and I drew him in close to me. I slid my hand down towards his crotch and gave his flaccid cock a gentle squeeze before helping him to his feet.
"Come on Bob, let's go to bed. We've got a lot of catching up to do."
Bob and I made love several times in several different positions that night and in the morning we agreed that we should share the flat. Everything would be fine: all we had to do was to tell our respective parents that we were now officially 'a couple'. This proved easier than either of us could have imagined. So now, two years later, we are still together and are really glad that although it took us a long time to find out about each other, we eventually did do so and we haven't regretted a moment since.
Hope you liked the story. If so, please let me know cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk